[Mica]

 

Originally Posted by Moonraven

Weepingpaw trotted into the gathering some ways behind the other clan. Between his teeth, he carried what he discovered was called a shell. He wanted to go shell hunting and collect prettier ones for each of his siblings and parents, but first things first.

Hawkbite had told him that Mistlewhisker was close to the bunny deputy. So, first things first, recruiting the WindClan deputy as his third parent. He and his brother were still working on a plot to get Momster to notice Bite as a proper mate and collect him as the family's father, but since it hadn't happened yet, he'd be parent number four instead of three. He hasn't seen Slytiger around much, so Baddad didn't claim a number as a parent in Weepingpaw's life.

A sniff and a glance around made him frown sadly. It didn't seem like anyone but ShadowClan was here yet. Maybe that was for the best. Weepingpaw padded right up to the stones. He noticed the Sleepysun was sharing a spot with Bleedingbutt, and so assumed that meant as long as he didn't climb on Momster's rock, he could go up on the stones too. So Weepingpaw climbed right up onto the deputy perch and sat down, where he was half certain he saw Mistlewhisker sit last time.

"Momster, Hi!" He purred to the mountain of a tabby above him. "Sit here, I can?" He asked after setting his shell down by his paws. He wouldn't have asked if Mistlewhisker was already here, but he didn't see her anywhere yet.
@Undertaker [Dawnstar] @Mica [Mistlewhisker]

Originally Posted by namen_roodles

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FLINTCLAW
Thunderclan Deputy | 23 moons | Massive, scarred dark tabby tom with pale blue eyes.
Killer Aptitude T1 | Just a scratch
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Deputy might not have been a title he had expected to approach his next gathering with, but Flintclaw had no problem wearing it proudly as he padded along just behind Spiderstar. He was very interested in the reactions they might get. The dark tabby's fluffy tail swayed behind him as the Seastones came into view ahead of them. It looked like only one clan was here. Shadowclan. Well, that just meant it might be more entertaining to watch Windclan and Riverclan as they approach.

He held his head high as Spiderstar leaped into his spot and he quickly replaced the new leader on the deputy stone. He gave Mistlewhisker and Dawnstar quick glances before picking a nice, comfortable spot and hiding his paws with his tail. Spiderstar's expression was reflected quite the same on Flintclaw's face. He was proud to be here. To take his spot, right where he belonged, amongst the high ranking members of the clans.

Well, the gathering looked quite different from here. He had imagined that he would get a good view from here, but he didn't realize it would be quite this good. He could see most of the area from here. It could only be even better at the very top. Plenty of space for everyone to stare at them both as they sat, tall and proud, too.

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Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 53 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Killer Aptitude T3, Shadow Fiend [ACTIVE], Mind Reader
Header art by @/Marigoldwhisper
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Mistlewhisker was simply going through the motions as ShadowClan made their way to the Gathering. She did not linger near anyone, and her gaze remained distant when she leapt onto the Deputy perch. Her disagreement--call it what it is; a fight. There's no use running from it--with Hawkbite was still fresh, and they hadn't talked much since. Mistlewhisker knew that the illogical world she lived in required her to apologize for words it deemed cruel. But what she said made sense, and still his nonsense clung to her thoughts like spiderwebs. Maybe she would apologize. But Mistlewhisker did not feel sorry. She would only apologize when she meant it.

The Deputy went to sit, only to feel a body in her way. Mistlewhisker looked down her long face at it, thoughts silenced with a command. "Hello. You must be lost." She meowed coolly. When Weepingpaw asked to sit there, Mistlewhisker clicked her tongue. "You are too old for this. Go b--" Her eye caught a familiar Bengal pelt on the Medicine Cat perch, and Mistlewhisker shut it wearily before looking back down at Weepingpaw. Clowns. All of them. "If your mother says you can stay, fine. But you will be still and silent." She leaned in close, her hot breath fluffing the fur in his ears. "Like a mouse. Understood?" As threatening as her conditions were, if he was allowed to stay, Mistlewhisker would gather the tom between her lanky legs so her soft belly fur tickled his ears.

It didn't take long for the rest of the clans to arrive. RiverClan surprisingly in one piece, WindClan the same, and ThunderClan... oh. Mistlewhisker canted her head slightly at the three new faces that made their way to the rocks. Both medicine positions, and a Deputy. Mistlewhisker met Spiderstar's gaze when it flicked to hers, and his disinterest was met with only mild curiosity. Had Bumblestar died? Mistlewhisker wasn't sure about her life situation, but surely she hadn't lost them all already. She was brash and annoying, not stupid.

The new Deputy received a brisk dip of the head in welcome--she was sure Crowtooth would rope them both into a conversation soon enough. A voice that sounded suspiciously like her younger self--she was hearing that a lot, wasn't she--chirped that she should make the first move, maybe tell this new tom to watch out for Crowtooth lest he talk him to death. She shut it down without another thought. She wasn't here to get buddy-buddy with anyone. Crowtooth had been a cosmic fluke and she still wasn't sure she actually liked him and wasn't under some sort of rabbit mind trick.

She knew the dusty tom would have something to say about Weepingpaw with her if he was, but Mistlewhisker's imposing figure dared anyone to make a comment. He belonged here because she said he did, and were they really going to argue with her?